LAVENDER’S POV
“It’s nothing, really.” I was still trying to convince Caramel not to call a doctor for me. “It’s normal,” I added.
“You never told me you had any form of illness,” Caramel said as he placed his meal in his mouth.
Since I woke up, he has been talking about taking me to the hospital to get checked and ensure all was well with me. He claimed I was running a temperature, sweating, and groaning, too. From my knowledge, that was normal.
“I don’t have any illness,” I told him.
“Then you see a doctor tomorrow,” Caramel said, and he no longer looked at me, which meant he did not want to discuss it further.
“There is nothing wrong with going for a check-up, child. It will ensure your well-being,” Delilah said.
I concentrated on my food and left first with an apple in hand. If
